A/N

This is my first stab at a lemon – so…yeah, hope you enjoy. Please review either way….let me know how I'm doing. I have another few chapters in the works right now. Things are definitely heating up.

As always, I don't own Twilight. I do own an iPhone that has like a million pictures of Edward in it.

I will have other recs at the bottom this time. Hope you enjoy the chapter.

EPOV – Becoming More…

"Bella? Where is everyone?" I asked skeptically. We were in the Taekwondo studio, but it was nighttime and I'm not exactly sure how I got there.

"No one's here, we have the studio to ourselves." Her voice was husky and her eyes heavy with lust. She stalked towards me like a lioness and I was her prey. I could feel myself getting hard under her heated gaze. She was so beautiful. Her hair was in flowing waves down her back and she was wearing her Gi. Normally, she wore a t-shirt underneath the top, however, I could she was sans t-shirt right now. The uniform was gapping open slightly and I could see more of her porcelain skin than ever before.

"Really? Well, we should study our forms." I said with a smirk as I pulled her body to press flush against mine. Bella gasped when our bodies collided. I'm sure she could feel my erection pressing into her belly.

"Oh, I definitely want to study your form." Bella responded to my obvious innuendo as she pushed away from me slightly. I was saddened by the loss of contact. However, the sadness faded when I saw Bella take a step away from me and pull the string on her uniform. The Gi fell off completely and she stood before me completely naked. I stood there gapping as I looked at her naked flesh before me. She had a smirk playing on her lips as her eyes pierced right through me. Bella was beyond sexy right now in her confidence.

"God, Bella, you have no idea what you do to me." I groaned. I couldn't take it anymore; I had to be closer to her. I had to feel her, taste her. Closing the gap between us, I grabbed her neck pulling her towards me. Our lips sealed around each other. I finally was able to fulfill my desire to have her lips on mine. I was more turned on that I've ever been before. Bella fisted her hands in my hair with a slight tug, eliciting a moan of desire from deep within me.

"Oh I know exactly what I do to you. You do the same to me." Bella said breaking the kiss briefly. Then her lips were on mine again and we deepened the kiss. Our hands were everywhere, searching and exploring. I didn't feel like I could get close enough to her.

Our kisses became frenzied as I walked Bella back into a corner never breaking apart. I pushed her hands above her head and holding them there as I trailed my tongue down her neck and breasts. I took her hardened nipple in my mouth. Bella's taste was like heaven. I lowered a hand and began messaging the other breast. I alternated between sucking her sensitive nipple into my mouth and nipping it lightly with my teeth. This sensation seemed to spur Bella on as she started writhe under my touch.

"Ungh, Edward. I want you so bad." She cried out.

"Bella, I need you too." I said as I looked down to see somehow I had become naked as well. My dick was aching to be inside of her. Lowering my hand further I hitched her knee over my hip and ground my dick against her swollen. We both moaned at the contact. But I needed to be inside of her RIGHT NOW.

Just as I was about to slide my throbbing dick into her very wet and ready heat…

"Motherfucking, son of a cock-sucking bitch, FUCK!" I internally ranted as I sat up in my bed.

That was the first night I dreamed of Bella Swan.

oOo

I had the dream a few weeks ago, not long after meeting Bella. Since then, I've been unable to clear her from my mind. When I first saw her at the party, I saw a very interesting and beautiful woman. After that dream, I see her as a sexy vixen. My dick twitched every time I walked up to her in the parking lot. I was very thankful the Gi was very giving in a certain area.

Tanya and I rarely spent any time together anymore. I was always at class and she always had work functions or something else that took up her time. I didn't really care because she wasn't there and I didn't have to worry about having major fights. When I came home from class, I would always busy myself with something around the apartment or watching a movie with Jazz. Anything that I could do that would keep me up late enough for her to just go to bed. Then in the mornings, I had to be at work so early, I was up and out before she even woke up. I was trying to find an easy way to break it off with her.

One night I was fed up. She was on a tirade about how I didn't love her anymore and I never spend time with her anymore. So I tried breaking up with her again. She was already crying and then she became hysterical. She started throwing things. Jazz had to go outside and calm the neighbors down before they called the cops. She was frantic. I had never seen her so out of control.

"Eddie, please, you never have time for me anymore." She blubbered. I positively hated it when she called me Eddie. "You don't love me anymore! You never have time for me. You're always at class. Do you have a 'karate girlfriend' or something?" She accused and started pushing my chest. Her mood swings were giving me whiplash.

"Tanya, calm down. The neighbors are going to call the police." I pleaded with her.

"What the fuck ever. Let them take me away. What do you care anyway?"

"Tanya, just calm down, ok? Please just calm down and we can talk about this. Ok?" I tried again to just get to settle just a little so we could talk things over. Instead, things got really weird. She went into all out freak-out mode. She grabbed her keys, as if she was going to leave, but I managed to block her way. I didn't want her driving when she was so out of it. I didn't want to be with her, but I wasn't a monster that would let her kill herself. Instead, she began grinding the keys into the palms of her hands. Gripping so tightly she drew blood. I tried to get the keys and she ran from me. She ran into our bedroom and locked me out.

Since this wasn't a new response, I pulled the key from on top of the doorframe and made my way into the bedroom. She was sitting in the middle of the floor, clutching her car keys in her hand still, but now she was using them as a weapon to beat herself in the head. She was rocking back and forth chanting someone under her breath. It freaked me out. I had no idea what to do. So, I just did the only thing I could think of at the moment. I crouched down next to her and began rubbing her back. Shushing her as I stop her hands from thrashing her head. She fell limp against my chest and sobbed.

"It's ok." I said, not wanting to say anything she could misconstrue into me actually wanting to maintain this relationship. I needed to find a better approach. I wanted to just calm her down for the night, and then when I could think clearly, make a plan to deal with her.

"Eddie," I cringed, "please don't leave me. Please just love me. Why won't you love me?" She wept.

"I'm here." I just repeated my words that I was still there. "Why don't you just lie down and sleep for the night. I'll get you some medicine for you head. Are you ok?"

"My head hurts," she whimpered.

No shit Sherlock!

"Just lie down; you'll be better in the morning." I said as she got under the covers of the bed. She smiled at me sweetly as I turned the light off.

"Eddie," She said in a sickeningly sweet voice. "I love you, too."

"Ok, I'm going to go check on Jazz and see about the neighbors." I responded apathetically.

I made my way out to the living room to find Jazz sitting on the couch. He had a solemn look on his face. When I sat next to him, he gave me a look as if to say, 'I feel for you man.'

"Sorry about all of this."

"Chicks can be crazy dude," he said matter-of-factly. "What's your plan?" He asked earnestly.

"I have no idea. I honestly don't know how things got so fucked up. When did she cross the bridge into psycho-town?" I implored.

Jazz and I sat and talked about different ways I could go about ending things with Tanya. We came up with some pretty solid methods for telling her. At one point, Jazz jokingly reminded me about the episode of 'Friends' where Chandler couldn't get rid of his crazy roommate. So Chandler moved crazy guy out and moved Joey back in. Crazy guy came home and Joey and Chandler convinced him he had never lived there. But I didn't think that would work in this situation.

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Things died down for a few days with Tanya. I had come up with a plan to take her to a public place and break things gently to her. Jazz and I figured that being in public; she was less likely to cause a scene. And even if she did, we thought police would be quicker to respond.

But the planning was all for naught, because a few days after what I liked to refer to as crazy-gate, I needed to make a stop at home before heading to class because I forgot my gloves. But I came home to find clothes strewn throughout the apartment. My first thought was the Jazz was home with Alice and didn't know I would be there. I slowly walked into the living room and froze. I think the grin of my face could have been seen from space. Not that I was necessarily happy about what I was seeing, but I felt instant relief. There on the sofa was Tanya, shamelessly fucking some dude. I leaned against the doorframe and crossed my arms. Neither of them heard me enter the room, so I cleared my throat to get their attention.

"Oh my god! Edward!" Tanya shrieked as she scrambled off of the guy and tried to cover herself.

"Dude, it's not what it looks like." The guy said to me as he casually gathered his clothes. Like I was an idiot and I didn't just see the two of them fucking. On MY couch. I was more upset by the fact that I was now going to have to shop for a new couch than that I caught her in a compromising situation.

"No, no, no. I think it's exactly what it looks like. Looks like you two were fucking on my couch." I said, trying to sound upset, even though I was actually extremely happy. I had the upper hand and I wasn't intending on losing it.

"Eddie, I'm sorry." Tanya said as she got dressed. "It just happened. Please just understand. We've been growing apart and Jakey and I have been spending a lot of time together at work. Then one thing leads to another and all of the sudden…." She trailed off. "Edward, I think it's for the best you caught us. Now we don't have to hide anymore." She actually had a hint of excitement in her voice. "I'm moving out." She said concretely.

Hallelujah! Thank God, Allah, Buddha, or any other deities that may be responsible for making this crazy bitch leave my house.

"Eddie, I know you're upset. I'm so sorry you had to find out this way. But now we can both move on. I'm sure one day you will find someone that makes you as happy as Jakey makes me." Tanya said bouncing on her toes to quickly kiss Jakey's cheek. I swear, her and the nicknames she gives.

"I'm sure I'll manage. Jazz is still here. I'll do my….best….to stay strong." I muddle through trying my best not to sound at all enthused by the prospect of her leaving. I didn't care if she thought it was all her idea, it actually worked out better this way. Now she won't be able to come back.

That afternoon, Jake and I moved Tanya's stuff out. I called Bella to let her know I wouldn't be in class that afternoon. I was very disappointed I had to miss seeing Bella, but under the circumstances, it was for the greater good. Jake was a massive guy, but surprisingly nice. In a different situation, we probably could have been friends. We briefly chatted about sports and I told him about taking up Taekwondo. He was actually a 2nd degree himself when he was younger. It was strange, but I was trying to make them think I was being the "bigger man" in this situation.

Jazz came home shortly after Tanya and Jake left. Thankfully, packing her things didn't take long. I told him the events of the afternoon. He seemed happier than me. Nah.

"Ding-dong the witch is gone!" Jazz was walking around the apartment singing, repeatedly. Badly.

We cleaned the house and fixed it back to a proper 'guy's apartment'. We also disinfected the couch.

While re-guying the apartment, Jazz and I talked more about Bella. I had already informed him of what I felt for her and how great she was. I may have left out the part about stalking her to the studio after the party. If I ever told anyone that, it would be Bella and only Bella. He seemed to think I should come to dinner with him and Alice the next night. He said he could get Alice to invite Bella along as well. I was eager to go out with Bella, but I was nervous as hell. I had so much to tell her. So much had changed for me, so quickly.

oOo

The next night we all went to dinner. It was easy conversation, light banter, just a very fun night. I had forgotten what real fun was. I felt so much lighter at dinner with Bella. She seemed at ease in my company as well. Perhaps taken aback when she first saw it was me, but then she seemed to glow almost.

We had to talk. I knew we did. I felt the charge of energy between us at dinner. When our knees touched, and she didn't pull away, I took that as a good sign that she was at least somewhat interested in me as well. But, then there was the problem that only a small amount of time had passed since I had officially been released of Tanya. How would she take that? Would she be upset that I hadn't told her about Tanya from the beginning? Would she accept me? Would she want the same things?

So many questions were floating through my head; I was just trying to keep from blurting something out at dinner. Then Alice suggested an outdoor concert. Luckily, the band was on the brink of suckage, so I knew we would have more time tonight to chat. I had to do it. Just pull the Band-Aid off and confess my feelings for her and my past relationship with Tanya.

We sat close together on Alice's little blanket talking, while Jazz and Alice sucked face and God knows what in her car. But at least it gave me more time with Bella. Telling her about Tanya was surprisingly easy. She accepted that, yes, I had been in a relationship, but that my feelings for Tanya were long gone. She accepted me. I think that's what I liked most about Bella. She accepted me for me. She understands me like no other person I've ever met.

Being in class with her these last few weeks have really opened my eyes as to what I really wanted in a partner. She was kind, sweet, extremely funny, and sexy as hell. I could definitely see myself being involved with someone like her. She was genuine. Real. I needed her in my life.

In the car ride home, she let me hold her hand. I was trying to take things slow. I was young and naïve with Tanya, I didn't want to be reckless with Bella. However, at the end of the night, I felt very awkward. I didn't want my night with Bella to end. But I didn't want to rush anything.

"Bella, why don't you show Edward your piano? Edward, you play too right?" Alice said once we were back in their apartment. They actually had a small upright piano in one of the corners of their townhouse.

"Yeah, a little, when I was younger. I really only know one song. Claire de Lune." I said shyly as I looked down at the ground. It had been ages since I played, but I'm sure I still remember.

"Claire de Lune is great." Bella said as our eyes met. "I play a little myself."

"Great, ok, Jasper and I are going to run…to the…store. Right, the store. Be back later." Alice stumbled over her words, clearly trying to come up with an excuse to leave on the spot.

"Right, the store. We need…um….ketchup?" Jazz said trying to keep the rouse. Alice gave Jasper a smack on his stomach.

"Ok, be back…later?" Alice said as she and Jasper quickly left me and Bella alone.

I could hear Alice teasing Jazz as they left. "Ketchup? Really, that's what you thought of?"

Wait, what just happened? Now we're alone….

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Starry Eyed Inside by Rochelle Allison. High School Fictional. No one sends Bella into a tailspin quite like Edward Cullen... but can she make him hers? The ups and downs and all arounds.